None of my friends would ever believe me if I said that this matching thing wasn’t 100% planned, but it really wasn’t. I had planned on having the girls match, because that is my life goal, to have them match as much as they can because…SISTERS (until Victoria doesn’t think it is cool anymore), but as I was dressing them I was thinking about how Greg has a golf shirt that matches their dresses perfectly. I couldn’t for the life of me remember what he left the house looking like, and knew it was a long shot that he would actually have the shirt on. And I knew it would seem a bit crazy to make him change into a different shirt when we arrived (even though I am sure he would have been a good sport and done it), but I did consider it. So I texted him and sure enough, he was wearing The Shirt! So random! It was a sign, a sign that we had to be that family at the picnic. Ha! I couldn’t be left out, so I dug through my closet and found a shirt I had not worn since having Amelia and crossed my fingers that it still fit. It did, but not in the same way when I initially bought it, but nothing really does…right?
I loaded up the girls and headed to the picnic. We immediately were noticed in our matching outfits (and probably made fun of too, ha). I had Greg’s boss take some pictures when we got there because it doesn’t take long before Victoria trashes whatever she has on. The cuter the outfit, the dirtier it gets, I swear!
My favorite picture of the night…
Victoria played her heart out at the picnic! There were lots of kids, mostly boys older than her, but that it not slow her down, the girl plays hard. We were one of the last families to leave the party, and when it was time to go a certain three year old was not very happy, at all. The weather was perfect, the food was delicious and it was great to see Greg’s co workers and families (when they weren’t asking us if we were going to try for a boy, I really hate that question!).
I absolutely adore our little family! They are my whole heart.